Most of the time, these very active birds are running around on the ground at a frantic rate of speed, looking for food. But every once and while, one of them pops up on a fence or railing to survey the area. One of my favorite sounds is the coo-cooing of the quail. Before air conditioning sealed us off from the outside world, I would wake up to that sound, mixed with mourning doves, every day.
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